Counterfeit Hero

Upon reaching the second floor, Helen and Meiduo saw the expansive hall spanning tens of thousands of square meters, filled with countless luxury brand clothing, and they simultaneously let out a cheer.

Vannani, Pato Chris, Batty, Chanel...... the signs at the doors of rooms, each luxuriously decorated, made Helen and Meiduo’s eyes turn into stars.

"Vannani....." Helen couldn’t resist dragging Meiduo towards her favorite brand.

This brand originated from the Ryan Republic, renowned for its simplicity and elegance. Every piece of Vannani clothing is unique in the universe because, once designed, each piece is handmade by a master tailor and comes in one perfect size only.

This means that the woman wearing Vannani will be the wealthiest and have the best figure.

With centuries of operation, this brand has become one of the most famous in the universe. Not just Helen and Meiduo, even Fatty is familiar with this brand.

Fatty leisurely walked slowly, watching the two girls run toward the Vannani Boutique. Helen’s golden wavy long hair and Meiduo’s black ponytail bounced in his view, and the graceful figures of the women in their prime appeared so pleasing to the eye. Almost instinctively, the gentlemen passing by showed Fatty a gentlemanly and envious smile.

Fatty nodded with a smile, feeling incredibly content at that moment. As a small-town citizen without great ambition, holding more money than he could spend and accompanying his beloved women on a shopping trip might be his greatest dream since childhood.

However, Fatty’s dream was soon shattered.

Helen and Meiduo had just run to the entrance of Vannani when they were blocked by six tall and burly men. Running too fast, when the two men at the entrance reached out, the two girls couldn’t stop in time. Instinctively, they raised their hands to their chests and collided into two strong arms, involuntarily stepping back two paces.

"Sorry, Miss," a bald man said roughly, "this place has been booked exclusively. Please go elsewhere."

Helen and Meiduo were instantly stunned by the unexpected situation.

In front of six tall men, the two helpless girls appeared so pitiful.

Upon seeing several men, clearly bodyguards, stop Helen and Meiduo, Fatty’s face darkened. Perhaps the excited girls didn’t notice, but the two bodyguards at the entrance had not stepped forward to stop them when they saw them, instead waited until they were almost running inside. If the girls hadn’t reacted quickly, their chests would have directly hit the strong arms.

Seeing the playful smiles on the faces of the two bodyguards at the entrance, Fatty strode forward.

"What’s happening?" A handsome middle-aged man with proud expressions and a hint of androgynous beauty stepped out of Vannani’s door. The bald man whispered a few words in his ear, and the middle-aged man nodded coldly to Helen and Meiduo, "Sorry, ladies, this place has been booked by our lady. Please go somewhere else."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man glanced over Helen and Meiduo before scanning Fatty as he approached, then turned modestly and whispered something to the bald man. The two laughed mockingly; after the laughter, the middle-aged man glanced at Helen and Meiduo again, nodded politely once more, and turned back into the boutique.

Helen and Meiduo’s faces turned red instantly.

Although the voice of the middle-aged man with Feiyang accent was low, they just happened to hear it.

"I guess they’re refugees from some country running to Chuckna, with a bit of money, losing their minds. Get them to leave; don’t let them stand at the entrance; this is not a place for them."

The brief scene at the entrance drew the attention of other customers in the quiet mall. Seeing three ordinarily dressed young people held back by six tall and strong men with arms as thick as the thighs of average people at the Vannani entrance, people exchanged a sympathetic glance.

In this world, wealth alone can’t buy everything. More potent than money is power.

Even if these two girls and the Fatty beside them had the courage to head into the Vannani Boutique, where each piece ranges from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of Fei Yuan per item, in front of those who could book the entire Vannani, their courage probably wouldn’t hold.

Moreover, judging by what they wore, adding it all up, might not be as valuable as one piece the bodyguards at the entrance wore.

In this world, humans possess enough cultivation and etiquette. However, beneath the polite exterior remains the survival of the fittest rule from the barbaric times.

Even though the middle-aged man appeared polite, he and his bodyguards perfectly illustrated the rule hidden beneath the skin of civilization.

"Is there anything else?" The bald man stepped forward, extending a hand to Fatty and the others, "Apologies, please leave."

His demeanor was warm, yet his expression was icy; the movement of his hand carried a resolute decisiveness.

"Don’t tell me you’ve booked this entire walkway too?" Fatty replied calmly.

Helen and Meiduo both tugged at Fatty’s sides. Their mood spoiled, yet they didn’t want Fatty to cause trouble here. In their view, having had the place booked in advance seems reasonable. They weren’t aware the two bodyguards at the entrance pulled some tricks when stopping them.

Upon hearing Fatty’s words, the bald man’s expression faltered for a moment, then he chuckled, "If our lady wishes, we could book the entire mall. Would you want us to do that and cause trouble to other customers here?"

"I don’t mind; you can book wherever you’d like," Fatty ignored Helen and Meiduo’s tugging motions at his clothes and said to the bald man, "I’ll leave, but you need to bring your two guys at the entrance over here."

The bald man’s expression turned grim. He had naturally seen his two subordinates’ little actions; yet, as bodyguards of someone noble, they were accustomed to being overbearing. He didn’t expect Fatty would ask for his subordinates to face him.

"What do you intend?" The bald man folded his arms, glaring at Fatty, his attitude turning hostile. The surrounding customers noticed the abnormality, stopping and watching tensely. In the distance, a few mall security personnel and a middle-aged female manager also noticed the crowd gathering and moved alertly towards them.

"Nothing," Fatty grinned sheepishly, "they made a mistake earlier; I just want them to pay a little price."

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Hmm, this Chapter is five thousand words, plus yesterday’s four thousand, which make up three Chapters, counting as making up one. Still two Chapters left. Also, messed up the Chaptering, might as well skip 93 and directly go to 94.

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